Sometimes it happens. I had shopped for my friend's gift and found just what I wanted. I was tired but happy. My feet hurt and I was hungry and just about to head home when I passed by a little antique store. "OK..I'll just pop in for a sec and..... there it was. It stopped me dead.
It took my breath away. I touched it with tenderness and peaked inside.
A little french cupboard.There was no two ways about it; it was comin' home.
I already knew where it would go and what was going in it. Someone had loved this once and taken great care of it plus I needed a home for my little white tea-pot. It has hooks to hang it on the wall but I prefer to have it sit on my Duncan Phyfe cabinet. I'm going to love changing this up all the time.
I find the little glass window panes to be charming.
See our wooden spandrel in the living-room. A spandrel is decorative woodwork that reflects the style of the period.
I can't stop looking at it. I'm in love. "Merry Christmas to me"
"Do you think it's pretty,
Audrey? It's
almost as pretty as you."
You darling, gorgeous, spunky, affectionate little kitten.
who loves to play staring games.
I'm linking up to
http://fadedcharmcottage.blogspot.com/ for White Wednesday.
Hugs, Deb
